Fate has thrown my back against the wall |
When sorrow sleep he dreams of you... he has never had a nightmare |
These dead stars are my audience |
Are we real or just memories of what could have been. |
I am the shadow on the moon at night, filling your dreams to the brim with fright |
He's beautiful in a way that is dark and mysterious, and you know you'll never really get it. That's the most beautiful thing in the world...the darkness and mystery of things we don't understand. |
You say you hate him but deep down |
Since the dawn of time every one will die, |
They say the boy that cried wolf was eaten by the wolves but in truth, he became the leader of the wolves and slaughtered the village and burned it to the ground for not listening paying attention when he was calling himself a wolf |
Is it you who i really see....... |